My guess is the fellow is back at Yellow Banks before now.

Forget it, Eloise, while we eat.

Then a few hours' sleep will restore your nerves; you are all worn out." We had nearly completed the meal, seated around what remained of the shattered table.

I do not recall what we conversed about, if indeed we conversed at all.

My own thoughts, rambling as they were, centered on Eloise, and my desire to bring her safely to the Ottawa fort.